Friday, July 10, 2009

His Excuse is No Window Cleaning Equipment

Jeffrey used to wash windows, from the time he was a teenager. When we got married, he had just started working as an accountant, but he only worked mornings there. In the afternoons he still worked as a window washer. That means he's a professional, right? You'd think our windows would be really clean. . .

Wrong. He has never once washed our windows. There was that one time he went and washed windows for my grandparents, but never our windows. I've given up asking him because he always says he can't, because he doesn't have any window cleaning equipment any more. Most of the time I don't worry about it too much, but this morning there were 5 or 6 cute little birds perched on the railings of the new deck. I would have loved to get a picture of them for Camera Critters, but I couldn't get a good shot through the glass. And then they flew away.

Maybe now that we've got the deck out there and I can reach up to the top of the sliding door without a window cleaning pole of my own, I ought to give it a try. I have Windex and paper towels.

Maybe if I mess it up badly enough Jeffrey will jump in and fix it.

1 comment:

  1. Don't do it right and they can't help but fix it, at least most men. My husband always jumps in if there any really gungy pots or pans as he is sure I will not get them clean and that's just fine with me. I never tried too hard anyway when I knew he couldn't resist being a superior dishwasher.LOL


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